#HIYA

[not-rab]

Regulus: I really love the phrase "with all due respect" because it doesn't specify how much respect is due. Could be none. Bitch.

[ratioaven]

[itsprobablydean]

Hey sweetheart, you ready to get coffee?

-@boy-of-the-flowers

Yeah, totally! Let me just grab something before we go.

[pink-key]

Yooo how's everything? I noticed that you haven't posted on twt for a while and idk how to check dates on Tumblr so I just wanted to check :3c

Thanks for the support!

[spacedoutamazon]

The results are in! You're still irrelevant

[atom-heart-mama]

"I let go of my pride, for whatever reason

I'm free

I let go, dissolved into desires that were not made for me

There's a scar"

[addalittlemolly]

Hey Molly, it's me

It's been a hot second.

(@ask-arackniss-official)

Molly was surprised and gave a nod, "yeah, it has."

"Um, how have you been?"

[thatraccoonthing]

I made a little bill while procrastinating on the big bill

[wolfavens]

i think we grow up when we cry

[rchrgd]

Just a wee face update before I edit photos from a dander this morning. Getting close to the time of the year I practice my urban photography while nature has a nap.

[silvasstickerspop]

I love the Winter King but I EXTRA love Brian David Gilbert

[ceru-fritters]

i think someone can guess my bias-

[ghostowlattic]

Doing much better in every way :)) Thanks for much for friends reaching out lately. I'm up practicing a new one little dream creation. I've been doing super better, happy and inspired. My birthday is coming, I prefer making gifts for everyone else. Hoping to have a new album done by then but can't rush it. From a collection of meant to be simple-ish songbook tunes.

LAZY BONES

From the morning moans to the evening sighs from the sweet half light to the twilight rise

He lives at the top of the treelimbs He lives on the top of the world and never has woken one day or has spoken but mumbling in his own worlds the fat feathered butts of the sparrows the lilting of night-birdie swoons all crooning him softly, his mooning not waffling, quelling his endless sweet snooze.

He lives in a robins nest tucked in a whorl of leafy vests; the black swans of stars carry him far.

Lazy bones, you're sleeping, lazy bones you dream don't ever wake up, don't ever wake up.

The lilacs are stippled with moonbeams; a whippletree'd carriage of birds that slips through a caramel slice of the sky pulling frogs snapping tongues at the flies! the mewing of cats in a trio, a glee club of rats with black ties, fat little cherubs are stumbling bumbling drunk on amphoras of wine

And even when thunder and lightning is frightening there's nothing that's waking this man!!! The shaking of limbs and the strongest of winds and yet nothing with break them and wake him and all that he's doing is snoring and dreaming and maybe he's dreaming us all into being so... just let him sleep

a river a rantipoles riding big kettled coveys on bats the swells wearing squirrels that run in fast up in spiraling swirls to the crooks of their hats a black veil of devils all wooing the angels who sweep up their brumes slooping and swirling a rapture unfurling wild and impure-ious fume

He lives in a robins nest tucked in a whorl of leafy vests; the black swans of stars carry him far.

Lazy bones, you're sleeping, lazy bones you dream don't ever wake up, don't ever wake up.

[spacedoutamazon]

💕 pink pink pink pink pink pink pink 💕

[never-shouldve-come-here]

[totallynotagremlin]

Slides in here with some sweet dr pepper scarian

Hiya